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The young lady saw the change, and almost snorted. To die intestate was unforgiveably irresponsible. Like carpenter, like chips. He beheld the grey tower of Willesden Church, embosomed in its grove of trees, now clothed, in all the glowing livery of autumn. Gazing at her with eyes blinded with tears, he imprinted one brotherly kiss upon her lips. And if he didn’t, what was the good of seeing him? “I wish he was a woman,” she said, “then I could make him my friend. You sing better than Annabel ever did, you have even a better style. But how long would she last, withering away to a desiccated pile of skin and bone? Round and round she would go. ‘Now then, Gerald, out with it. Frankly, it is the funniest thing which has ever happened to me in my life.
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